Only Be A Tree

Just one leaf...
Clinging on the branch.
When all the other leaves was gone.
Perhaps one by one...
Strong winds knocked them down.
A gentle blow to make it fall...
And then there will only be a tree.
Rooted on earth...
Seeking flow.
While waiting for the spring to come.
It's time to sort things out right ...
Until covered again with pleasure.
That will lasts any seasons.


- hopeful mode =)